TM #274 - What question do you most dread?

[Visible to those who know of his secret life, except for Libby]

August 11, 2019

I don't want my niece to ask me about the specifics of my job. Especially now. She's far too young for that discussion.

I worry about what I've said and done already. I've hinted I've had to hurt bad people to her and sometimes good people have gotten hurt too. She rationalized it was because bad people did things to hurt the good people. It's not a lie but it's not the whole truth either.

But I believe it's enough of the truth, at least for now.

When Libby screamed last night, I dashed into her room, armed. I don't think she saw the gun in my hand. The dark seemed to hide the weapon until I put it away.

She didn't mention it yesterday morning and I wasn't about to bring it up either.

I know I'll soon have to tell her I'll be away for a few weeks. I'm being temporarily reassigned. The reason isn't related to anything that has happened here. It's due to the fact that I have a connection with a suspect.

If Libby asks, I'll tell her it's a mission my boss assigned me to capture a bad guy.

Beyond that, I'm not telling her anything else.

Muse: Chuck Bartowski
Fandom: Chuck
Word Count: 218